This is a song about "Left"

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

Hold my tears i tried my best

I'm still confused about why you left

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Hope you heard that intro

Never to the left i go

Left her outta the limelight

Me and you i think we should ride

Look, just remember how that winning taste

My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced

Your father left you for another

Good love then i can do that for her

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Take away what ever's left